Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 423: April 23 Pure_1

Chapter 423: April 23 Pure_1

After all, this incident was an accident, but Clyde Wilson had signed a contract.

From a moral standpoint, Clyde Wilson could also be considered a victim.

The program couldn’t continue the live broadcast, and he lost all his popularity.

Lucy Wood rolled her eyes, "I don’t care how they compensate him, there’s no way I’m going to host another episode with him. Just being around him makes me feel sick, and Jocelyn Yoh even called me, crying non-stop."

Jocelyn Yoh is one of Clyde Wilson’s ex-girlfriends who had been victimized, and she didn’t know Lucy Wood from the industry since Lucy Wood entered the circle after she had left; they met through volunteer work, and although they were mere acquaintances, they could still talk. That day, upon learning that Clyde Wilson was going to be on the program, she called, crying.

Indeed, she had a rough time; after being dumped by Clyde Wilson, the people behind him, to silence her and retaliate, had her leave the industry.

As a result, few knew of her existence.

Later, she suffered quite a lot. Clyde Wilson gave her a million to get rid of her, and behind her back, they even said she was insatiable in her greed.

This, of course, filled Lucy Wood with revulsion toward Clyde Wilson.

"That’s true, I suppose the production team is thinking along those lines, but seeing your attitude, they probably wouldn’t dare," Felicia Frost said as she peeled fruit for Lucy Wood with a small knife. "But you don’t have to worry too much about this issue. I’ve heard some news that someone is compiling information to deal with Clyde Wilson."

Lucy Wood’s eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Just hearsay."

"Whether it’s true or not, I’m not sure," Felicia Frost replied with a smile. "Once he appeared on the program, he naturally made others envious. If you can’t be touched, could Clyde Wilson be untouchable?"

After saying this, she didn’t continue the topic.

Upon hearing this, Lucy Wood couldn’t help but reveal a schadenfreude smile.

Just as she smiled, a tall figure entered the door. Lucy Wood looked up and saw it was Damien Frost.

She was told by Felicia Frost when she woke up that a photographer had first rescued her, then Damien Frost came and got her to safety.

The photographer also did a simple check-up and was resting; Felicia Frost had, of course, thanked him profusely. As for Damien Frost, being naturally fit, a jump into a shrub was no big deal, and now he had entered carrying a thermos bucket.

He usually looked quite serious when he wasn’t smiling, and now his expression was chilly, "Miss Young said you weren’t feeling well and needed to replenish your nutrients. This soup was stewed by someone outside; have it for now. Miss Young said she would make you chicken soup tonight."

Lucy Wood blinked and didn’t rush to take it, instead saying, "I was nearly unconscious at the time and my awareness was not very clear. Was it you who carried me down the mountain?"

Felicia Frost said it was a princess carry.

Hearing this, Felicia Frost cast a meaningful glance at Lucy Wood and Damien Frost, silently leaving the ward.

Feeling something was off, Damien Frost frowned and said, "I was following Miss Young’s instructions."

Ellen Young had called for him first, so naturally he had to check on Lucy Wood’s condition.

"Oh."

Lucy Wood pursed her lips and took the thermos bucket from his hands, then looked up and glanced at him again, "How come Ellen had you do this?"

"..."

There was a moment of hesitation from Damien Frost.

He then said, "Perhaps because Miss Young calls me the most."

It was an instinctive response out of habit.

"Oh, regardless, thank you," Lucy Wood said and upon seeing Damien Frost nod stiffly, her heart beat a little faster. On a whim, she asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Who doesn’t like beautiful people?

A catch like Ruffy Smith was beyond her good fortune, but not every average person could resist the charm of a Special Force Team member like him.

Of course, at this moment, Lucy Wood was purely a sucker for good looks.